Jul 22

Farewell is over yesterday. I posted few of the happenings from the college itself. We went for the thanks giving at the end to know the timing when we can start the farewell. There we had the chance to know about all the menaces created by our seniors. They did it brilliantly and we had the fear that we should make the farewell also to be a great and a memorable one.

We started the farewell by 4.30 with a dance performance by our seniors. Amazing performance! Our events for our seniors started off with a song “June pona” from unnale unnale by second and third year students. It started off with a bang creating the first as well as the best impression. Then was the hip-hop style dance performance by second and third year students. It was brilliant one. Then was the mock awards session which I feared the most. But that came out as one of the best events of the day. It was a great team effort by the girls’ team.

Then we had our shortest variety performance which got good response. It was followed by the games which also gave lots of fun for the seniors. Then we gave the gifts which we specially made for each and every senior. It is a photo frame with collage of all the seniors’ photos with the person’s photo at the centre(as above). Everybody liked it very much and thanked us for the gift.
Then they sung “Mustafa Mustafa “which added to the feel prevailing around.

When working for the farewell of our seniors, I get fast forwarded to our farewell and was not in my world. Yesterday, my mind was half gone by seeing our Godmother’s face which was not the usual joyful one. Each and every staff was in a SOGA mood only. One of our senior professors cried so much that it added to godmother’s sadness too.

We came out of the auditorium and we took photos with all our seniors and were looking out for ways to stay in touch with our seniors. It was then our godmother called our team and started speaking to us. It was more than a head of the department. We never saw her as our head of the department. She added to my emotional quotient by her kind and truthful words.

I couldn’t control myself and I burst out into tears. I could not explain the feel for which I cried. It was a mixture of feelings of leaving the seniors, the fast forwarded thoughts of our farewell and above all the words of our godmother. The love she has on each and every one of us is indescribable. Samba was not silent. He went and told godmother that I got out of my E.Q (emotional quotient). It was the time when I just calmed down; samba came and told me that godmother is calling me. I knew that I would cry the moment I start talking to her. She just asked me “what happened?” and just as I expected I once again broke out into tears. I couldn’t explain why I was crying. She and maheswari mam (one of our senior professors who is mentioned previously in the post) tried to make me feel comfortable and I came to have the dinner. I couldn’t eat and I was just looking at my plate. I just kept it and went to help in serving. Totally it was like the day started with lots of fun and excitement but the end of the day made my heart heavier and I could still feel the heaviness.

Please seniors, keep in touch!! And when I think of my situation in our farewell, I’m left with no words to explain.